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Bloody Sick... I'm burning up

sheshhh... I hate the feeling of being sick...

I feel so tired, tense and  my body's temperature's is rising high..   I don't like to feel so helpless like this....

I just don't wanna be in this condition... so

I'm gonna go home.. have a good rest.. take up any appropriate medicine

so if I'm NOT here tomorrow...

I'll see u guys on Monday....

The Cuppycake Song

hmmm.. it's the cuppycake song day.. everyone in my office was really crazy about it... it's a lovely+cute song.. a four year old child sang it.. kinda nice.. the song will brighten up anyone's day... so go to www.cuppycake.com and check the song out.

Carpe Diem

That's "seize the day."

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Boredom!.. yeah I’m totally bored today.  Well when I’m so bored I would browse on almost anything and stuck with it for sometime… Yesterday as I browse around my friendsters gallery… (well with the main purpose of adding cute guys on my list actually.. see I’m brutally honest).. I was shocked when I’ve found my all time fav lecturer was on the listing too… wow.. it has been years that I haven’t heard anything from him… technology does bonds everybody together ehhhh?...

So let me just tell you the story of my kick-a** lecturer…(well he does kick ass sumtimes… for real…hihihiihih)

It all happened way back in July 1998

***********F.l.a.s.h.b.a.c.k- E.f.f.e.c.t.s*************

Hostel Simpang Pulai

(Time: After Isya’ Prayers)

ORIENTATION WEEK!... arghhhh hate it… everybody has mixed feelings about it.. some was really looking forward for it (guys wanna meet chicks and vice versa).. some was scared as they never had a coed experience before (ahaks..I belong in this category)… well everybody seems to be friendly…

the guys are all looking nice and macho and the girls prep up pretty… but for me and my friends we came down in our pyjamas.. hihiihih… everyone was dress up nicely but wut the heck right?.. ironically my friends and I just met a few hours ago and we just clicked right away… We called ourselves “The Vogue Chatters Group” where this particular girl, an older sister to us (which can’t be name for obvious reasons) lead the group… she was all IN CHARGE… we was her follower.. ohhhh how I was excited… I was in a group for godsakes… (that is how I felt on that particular day….)

So there we were in the hostel hall cum surau… we were asked to sit on the floor and wait out for someone to give out some boring speech.. sheshh another boring one.. maybe we should sleep ehhh....

then I saw this guy.. asking permission to cross over the sea of people to make his way in front of the hall… he was wearing this off-white creamish baju melayu.. he instantly caught my eye ( I do think he caught everybody’s eyes also..especially gurls…)..

there he was.. stood a little guy with charming-good-looking-fea tures, he was looking kinda naive and he has the most freshest face around... one hot cutie pie.. ihihihih.. (sorry Mr. Airil.. I could not help it.... you was so adorable...)

  1 point to Mr. Airil - 0 for prep guys

and he starts to introduced himself to the crowd.. guys listen.. girls listen attentively with their eyes stuck on him.... hiihihih (We just can’t help it… we were in our teens… good looking guys don’t came across as often you know.. plus coming from an all gurls school makes me drool even more…. Ahaks!...)

So he introduced himself as Mr. Airil NOT Mr.Aerial as he says… ihhihihihi… I still remember that he did tells us a story about a sheep herder and a king.. I can’t remember how the story goes...but the moral of the story is very valuable… it was twisted and wicked… he told the story with style and very much animated and from that point I realized that I really like the way he convey story & messages… it’s entertaining, it’s not boring and he gets 90% of the crowds attention.. for me that is an achievement one could get from an audience… plus yeah the “pretty boy” look really helps him a lot… ihhiihihhiihih

So he teaches some sort of Fun English in our class… introduced us to the Dead Poet Society, make us listens to Aerosmith’s Janey’s Got a Gun and yeah widens our perspective with lots of activities… ohh yeah he evens teach us simple French in one session..

I enjoyed every moment of it… coming from the city I knew my English was not that bad… I already knew about most of the stuffs but I do admit that it gives great opportunities and privilege for me and to others to have a chance and learn English in a fun way.. these kind of programs do cost a lot outside but he does it for a merely pay… (lecturer’s at that time was not paid a lot) it is great that all IPMipohians could experience what he had to offer… (but some dumbass.. could not even appreciate it…)

    & nbsp;   &n bsp;   &nb sp;  He was my mentor..

he was the one who believes in the underdogs… someone just like me… he has a good heart.. mainly good intentions to educate and pull out the creativeness inside his students… he was  the light that guided our way.. he was definitely guided me to find my “gift”.. I’m so thankful.. I don’t know about others.. I knew he did gave me an impact..(this blog is the prooft) 

Ohh man Mr. Airil.. you’re responsible for all the words pouring out here.. hihiihihihhi

I’m so happy that I’ve found him on the friendsters list.. I’m still glad he didn’t stop conveying his messages to all mankind…

I’m glad that he still kick ass…

that is his “gift”.

p.s:  no names have been changed for protection purposes.... :)

New Bed

It's Monday...

and as usual I'm not feeling well... ihhiihihhiih

well..yesterday I was sleeping on my new bed.. yes my new improve bed that my brother and I set-up ourselves... sheshhh.. it was comfy.. it was massive.. it was all mine....

p.s: so CINTA.. wanna share it??... :P

Nasi Lemak + Sambal Sotong Frenzy

wahey... today was Nasi lemak + Sambal Sotong day in our office...

Breakfast - Nasi lemak + Sambal Sotong

Lunch - Nasi lemak + Sambal Sotong

Evening Break - Nasi lemak + Sambal Sotong + Ice Cream

sheshh talk about all the calories that we consume today... sheshhh it was like what:

• 750 calories for 1 packet of nasi lemak


• 390 calories for 1 spoon of sambal sotong

so it was about 640 calories for one total meal (If and only if you drink it up with plain water)...

1140 calories x 3 = 3420 calories

How to Burn Calories

About 58 minutes of walking (4mph) burns the calories in one packet of nasi lemak + sambal sotong.

p.s: sheshhh I have a lot of walking to do.....

Semi PMS moment

I feel all fudged up today!

Feel like I wanna scream..  Feel like I'm so damn angry.. Feel like I'm so mad at someone.. Feel like something will erupt... sheshhh...

arghhh... everything was so tense...

UNTIL

my brother scream for me this morning... 

my Bobby came back today... and it's all that matters...

my precious baby came back...

Kitty Cat Curse

Bobby is missing!

My poor baby... my poor cat.. sheshhh.. he's missing and I missed him so damn much.. miss him really...

I'm so damn hurt... it happened to me all the time.. maybe I can't have cat as a pet I guess...

As long I remember, all my cats will end up lost or being tragically killed in an accident.  Sheshhh.. it hurts me so much..

I love my cats so much... I hope Bobby came back!... (iskh...! iskh..! iskh..!)

I don't have any mood today!..

TGi Friday

Glad it's Friday today... ahhh.. tomorrow is Saturday and my mom says we would go out shopping... the best activity ever..

hmmm what would I do with the rest of the day?....

1. Go back home and have a lavish bath


2. Have a chit chat sessions with my mom... maybe I'll see my dad tonite (he works in JB so he'll probably be back)


3. Wait for Survivor Vanuatu


4. See Roshomon.. (The Japanese Movie on DVD) or Blow.. (the tale of junkie drug trafficker George Jung potrayed by the very sexy Johnny Depp)


5. Read a few mags..


6. Sleep

So.. I'll see you guys on Monday morning..

Adios

nuthing to do...

It's 6 o'clock and I'm still in the office.. it's the first official day where I have to go back at 6.30.  Sheshhh.. supposedly I'm already off.. I'm kinda bored.. really bored...

There's nothing to do anyway... just browsing I guess..

I'm kinda worried about my brother.. he just broke up and he finds it hard to accept it (yeah..who fudging wouldn't right???).. I think he is way to THIN.. hmmm.. he starts to skip meals all the time.. and it's not good..

I hope he didn't do anything stupid though... cause I've already remind him so many times, NOT TO HURT OUR PARENTS feelings.. I hope he keeps this in his mind...  I pray that he would get through this phase.. it's not easy but hope he'll manage... I'm here to give him support.. you can count on your BIG sister...

p.s: I hope tomorrow would be much better than today!

The One Where I have to Obey

Arghhhhhhhh... Im so stressed out... I'm so damn stressed out... my boss again and again always changed his mind.. He loves to make "pop" decisions... so tomorrow we will start work at 9.30am till 6.30pm.. and I think that is totally torture...

This is my everyday routine...

• I woke up at freaking 6.00am..


• Leaves home at 7.10am


• Reach my bro to school at 7.30am


• Take the LRT at 8.00am


• Walk quite a distance and reach office at 8.30am


• Alang came in at 8.35am


• Work starts at 9.00am


• Wait for everyone else (they came as they pleased ranging from 9.00am to 10.30am)


• Go straight home at 6.00pm (I have to do this when they stop the overtime scheme.. don't blame me, I live so far away.. I do need the dosh for travelling.. believe me)

So the conclusion was, everybody was late so me and Alang had to SUFFER the consequences... sheshhh.. 30 minutes stay back is a long way... damn... damn... damn

Yeah.. yeah follow the office rules.. yeah I'm following it now... till the time comes... I just have to get my grip and hold on...

The One With The Facial Treatment

Had a chance to accompany my good friend Alang for her facial today... hmm.. the place was kinda eerie.. the stairs to the beauty salon was like going to a brothel.. the stairs was kinda dark and quite high.. and truthfully I was scared at the beginning and so does Alang.. luckily we found the door...

we were greeted by a nice lady and she does look nice... (no PIMP around... hihiihihih).. then Alang says that she had an appointment with Ana and yeah for security purposes I just tag along with her... Ana looks really friendly... so does everybody else there... hmmm

ok.. this is my first time witnessing a facial treatment done by semi-professional... so my friend here had to strip and yeah she said she feels so sexy.. hihhiihih (who doesn't right??... semi-naked madness)... so she had to wear this sort of cloth-towel around her... then she was instructed to lay back on the treatment bed and relax... then the beautician just work on her face... I just stayed there.. watching...  Alang looks really comfy.. She looks happy and so damn peaceful..

arghhh... I want one of those treatment.... hmmm..  IT IS SO ADVISABLE THAT WHEN YOU ACCOMPANY YOUR FRIEND TO HAVE A FACIAL TREATMENT, YOU SHOULD HAVE ONE YOURSELF... cause you will get so damn bored... believe me..I'm so BORED...

but yeah the reality is I'm so broke.. I can't afford a facial treatment right now.. (I did spend a lot on Star Wars toys on Saturday.. I just can't help myself).. sheshhh.. I feel so sleepy... damn sleepy... hmm.. I started to lay back on the extra bed and started to nap myself...  

1 hour and 15 minutes later...

The treatment is over and yeah Alang says that it's quite painful when the beautician tried to squeezed out the black and the white head's off from her face... ahhh.. pity her... but her skin now looks so smooth and a bit reddish....

hmmm... do I need a facial treatment??... hmm I don't think so for now... BUT those sauna bath really caught my attention... hmmmm.. I think I will go for that later on....

So it's 6pm now.. I had to leave...

Friends, Family and One Broken Heart

Heyaaaa...

arghhhh I'm so sleepy... I had my rest just now.. at least I feel a bit fresh.. the clock on the wall shows that it's 5.32pm and that means I have about less than half and hour left to go home.. hmmm.. what a relive...

The weekends was quite ok for me.. I had fun.. yeah.. yeah.. I've finally found the time to renew my driving license..ihhiihih... I am now a legal driver.. (not on probation anymore)... ahhh!.. I feel so good... geez.. when can I ever drive one now.. hiihihihih

had my breakfast at A&W's with Mas... she told me about sumthing that triggers me automatically.. she says that "Sometimes we will sacrifice everything for love but then we forget about our comittment to God..God will always test for those who were in love.. test their endurance for their faithfulness and of cause not to exceed the religion itself.."

I agree.. sometimes we priorities that person that we love MORE than anything in this world.. we sacrifice our love, time and money just to make our significant other happy... now the question is... ARE WE HAPPY?

I can't answer that question 'cause I've been in a "messed-up" situation which I don't know how my life story will end... If do find one ending..I'll just update it here...

hmm.. meet up with Atun later that day.. ahhh I was happy.. it's been month that I haven't meet her.. she looks as beautiful as always.. we had our lunch in Cozy Corner and yeah we talked for hours...

I just love meeting old friends.. it brings back old cherished memories.. ahhh the day end pretty well and I'm all happy...

Back home, I've got one shocking news from my brother.. his heart was broken.. he says that gurl has given him FALSE HOPE... (sheshh I hate false hope..).. he said he loves her so much BUT she has other plans.. arghhh pity him... he just had his 18th birthday and yeah a few days later he had broke up.. that's painful for someone who's in that age..

First Puppy Love.. that is hard to forget... it's the stages where you'll learn the word BELONG TO.... it's kinda nice to belong to someone.. in means a lot when you are agrowing up teenager..you need someone to comfort and to express your feelings too..ahh.. kinda sweet BUT when you just broke up at this early stage.. it seems that the world shatters beneath you.. asking yourself "WHY DOES IT HAPPENED TO ME??"... well.. it happened to almost everyone out there.. it's how we will learn to be strong and control our emotions.. it's the best step to learn what is wrong and what is right in a relationship....

It's time to move on.....

time will heal the pain...

healing it slowly...

just hold on....

Happy Birthday El_Fee!

Today, 18 years ago my brother was born into this world.. ahhh.. I still remember that I was 6 years old that my mom gave birth to him.. (arghh I thought that I was the ONLY child at that time..).. hihihihiih

So, from then on I have to split everything to two... then I learn what sharing is?.. I've learn to be a BIG sister.. I've learn to be more responsible..  I feel awkward at first when my parents was giving him all the attention.. suddenly I feel so left out... everybody turns to my baby brother and they just forget that I even exist... ihhihihiih... Well I've learnt to live with it.. it turns out that my parents didn't neglect me.. they have their fair share of love for both me and my brother... Then my t hird siblings arrived and my second brother would be feel the same thing that I felt when he was born..hmmm.. life is not cruel after all... the cycle would be the same with other families too... so just live with it....

Sharing is Caring!

hmm.. me and my little bro had a quick surprise for my second brother last night.. eventhough it's simple BUT it was nice.. Izhar gave him the Starsky and Hutch goodie bag and I gave him an imported Incubus shirt (he totally loves Incubus.. and yeah he wants to be just like Brandon Boyd...)

He looks so happy... I love it when everybody is happy.... 

One Office Tearing Apart...

Well heard that one of my Senior staff which we respect as our office elder sister says that she will quit her job this Friday and we had our last meals with her... She looks pretty sad but she seems that she's determined to go...

ohh well.. I was the one who's so eager to get out but she was lucky I guess... hmm.. it seems that everybody is waiting to get their fair chance and get out from here.....

I wish her all the best....

p.s:  I really prayed hard.. for better offers to come... I want to go.. badly...

One senseless boy

Yesterday was kinda strange for me.. I had a rude awakenings journey back home.  Well the story starts like this..

As I arrive in Masjid Jamek.. (From Putra) I saw this blind man getting out from the train and try his best to walk to the nearest stairs.  There was no one there.. so I grab hold of his arm and lead him up the escalator and then pass the train guard.  He told me that he wants to the mosque across the street.  So I just lead him through… as I was waiting at the pedestrian cross for the traffic light to go red.. hmm.. I thought to myself .. my station is here.. I thought maybe I should ask the boy next to me to help this blind man to cross the road.. so I politely ask him

Teddy:  Hi! Excuse me, could you help this blind guy to cross the road?  He needs to go to the mosque across.

(Boy looked to Teddy strangely)

Boy:  Did you even know that guy?

(Boy pointing up to that blind guy)

Teddy:  hmm.. no.. (Teddy feels a bit strange now)

I don’t know him.. but would you help me ‘cause my train station is here and you are going to cross the road aren’t you?

(Boy gave Teddy the refusal look)

Boy:  Why can’t you do it yourself? (With so freaking arrogant tone)

(Teddy could not believe what she just heard.. Teddy feels so disgusted with this boy’s attitude)

Teddy:  It’s oklah. (With a mad tone!)

I just ignored that FREAKING BOY…. I felt so regret of even asking that FREAKING BOY for a favour…

I send that blind guy safely to the mosque and feels so damn irritated with that FREAKING BOY’s attitude… damn.. I didn’t ask for money.. I was just asking him to help this blind guy to cross the busy Masjid Jamek road.. damn…

Ohh man.. I hope what I had experienced yesterday was untrue.. but it did happened.  A young man like that just refuses to help a blind man cross the road.  How sad it was to see the younger generation today was so damn rude…

I thought we are supposed to be a good Samaritan to others… how could one ignore a blind man??.. that is so senseless…

I was left speechless with a broken heart... what is happening to the world today???  I’m so ashamed.. damn..

Dear Editor....

I've received this via my email today.. It's kinda cool ...I just want to share it with all of you out there..read on and you will understand...  

Dear Editor:

I'm sorry but I would like to challenge some of your Malay male readers. I am a White female who is engaged to a Malay male-good-looking, educated and loving. I just don't understand a lot of Malay female's attitudes about our relationship. My man decided he wanted me because the pickings amongst Malay women were slim to none.  As he said they were either too fat, too loud, too mean, too argumentative, too needy, too materialistic or carrying too much excess baggage. Before I became engaged, whenever I went out I was constantly approached by Malay men, willing to wine and dine me and give me the world.

If Malay women are so up in arms about us being with their men, why don't they look at themselves and make some changes. I am tired of the dirty looks I get and snide remarks when we're out in public. I would like to hear from some Malay men about why we are so appealing and coveted by them. Bryant Gumbel just left his wife of, 26 years for one of us. Charles Barkley, Scottie Pippen, the model Tyson Beckford, Montell Williams, Quincy Jones, James Earl Jones, Harry Belafonte, Sydney Poitier, Kofi Anan, Cuba Gooding Jr., Don Cornelius, Berry Gordy, Billy Blanks, Larry Fishburne, Wesley Snipes, ...I could go on and on.

But, right now, I'm a little angry and that is why I wrote this so hurriedly. Don't be mad with us White women because so many of your men want us. Get your acts together and learn from us and we may lead you to treat your men better. If I'm wrong, Malay men, let me know.

Disgusted White Girl,

Somewhere in Bangsar.

Read On.............

This letter was written in response to an article:

Response:

Dear Editor:

I would like to respond to the letter written by A Disgusted White Girl. Let me start by saying that I am a 28-year old Malay man. I graduated from one of the most prestigious universities in England with a Masters Of Science Degree in Business Management. I have a good job at a Multinational Corporation and have recently purchased a house and a brand new non-national car.  So, I consider myself to be among the ranks of successful Malay men. I will not use my precious time to slander white people. I just want to set the record straight of why Malay men date white women. Back in the day, one of the biggest reasons why Malay men dated white women was because they were considered easy. The Malay girls in my neighborhood were raised traditionally. They were very strict about when they lost their virginity and who they lost it to. Because of our impatience to wait, brothers would look for someone who would give it up easy without too much hassle. So, they turned to the white girls.

Nowadays, in my opinion, a lot of Malay males date white women because they are docile and easy to control. A lot of Malay men, because of insecurities, fears, and overall weaknesses, have become intimidated by the strength of our Malay women. We are afraid that our woman will be more successful than us, make more money than us, drive nicer cars and own bigger houses. Because of this fear, many Malay men look for a more docile woman. Someone we can control. I have talked to numerous Malay men and they continuously comment on how easy it is to control and walk over their white women. I just want to set the record straight. I want A Disgusted White Girl to know that not all successful Malay men date white women. Non-Whites like Ahmad Rashad, Denzel Washington, Michael Jordan, Morris Chestnut, Will Smith, Blair Underwood, Kenneth "Babyface" Edmonds, Samuel L. Jackson, and Chris Rock all married strong Non-White women. And, to flip the script, there are numerous white men, in and out of the spot light, who openly or secretly desire Non-White women over white women. Ted Danson, Robert DeNiro, and David Bowie to name a few. I just don't want a disgusted white girl to be misinformed.

Stop thinking that because you are white that you are some type of goddess. Remember, when Non-White Egyptian Queens like Hatsepshut and Nitorcris were ruling Dynasties and armies of men in Egypt, you were over in the caves of Europe eating raw meat and beating each other over the head with clubs. Read your history! It was the Non-White woman that taught you how to cook and season your food. It was the Non-White woman that taught you how to raise your children. It was Non-White women who were breastfeeding and raising your  babies during slavery. It is the Non-White woman that had to endure watching their fathers, husbands, and children beaten, killed, and thrown in jail.

Malay women were born with two strikes against them: being Non-White and being a woman. And, through all this, Still They Rise! It is because of the Malay women's strength, elegance, power, love and beauty that I could never date anyone except my Malay Queen. It is not just the outer beauty that captivates and draws me to them. It is not the fact that they come in all shapes, sizes, colors and shades that I love them.  Their inner beauty is what I find most appealing about Malay women. Their strong spirit, loving and nurturing souls, their integrity, their ability to overcome great obstacles, their willingness to stand for what they believe in, and their determination to succeed and reach their highest potential while enduring great pain and suffering is why I have fallen in love with Malay women.

I honestly believe that your anger is geared more toward jealousy and envy than snotty looks. If this were not so, then why do you continuously go to tanning salons to darken your skin? If you are so proud to be white, then why don't you just be happy with your pale skin? Why do you continue to inject your lips, hips, and breasts with unnatural and dangerous substances so you can look fuller and more voluptuous? I think that your anger is really a result of you wanting to have what the Non-White woman has.

BOTTOM LINE: If I were looking for a docile woman, someone I can walk over and control, I would give you a call. But, unfortunately, I am looking for a Virtuous Woman. Someone that can be a good wife and mother to my children. Someone who can be my best friend and understands my struggles. I am looking for a soul mate and; unfortunately, you do not and CANNOT fit the bill.

No offense taken, none given.

Signed,

Malay Professional

-End-

p.s: so Malay Professional why don't you give me a call... :)

A Man Named PRE.. & Anwar is FREE

Yesterday as I was really bored when I got home I turned to 8TV (kinda hip and trendy tv station)..so it was Popcorn Wednesday where they will show this feel good movies.. so I thought wut the heck.. there was this story.. about a runner.. an American runner where they called him “PRE”.. I never heard of him.. so I thought this story would be so boring.. hmm.. Then.. I don’t know wut happened but I got hooked on it.. (ohh yeah.. that guy who plays him was saucy and good looking..ahaks…)

The story itself was touching.. it’s about a guy who defies the odds and do wut he loves most.. he did that with a lot of faith & most importantly he believes himself and appreciating his gift… ohh shucks.. that was amazing…

He recognize his talents and he is utilizing it.. that was really great.. the most powerful gift of all…

Yeah.. being me (curious as usual) I would love to know Pre.. so I check him out on the net…  Wow.. he was like an American hero… people worship him… he deserves every credit he could get.. the movie that I saw yesterday was called “Without Limits”.. that guy who played him was Billy Crudup.. he was so familiar and yeah after and intense searching… I do remember him.. he was Russell from “Almost Famous”.. another great movie… arghhh.. those chiseled features.. hmmm yummy…hihihiihhiih.. he has this 70’s groovy face on him that’s why he’s so great playing all these characters from that era… kinda cool… so back to the movie, Donald Sutherland who plays his mentor Mr.Bowerman was excellent… now I knew who make Nike shoes…it was amazing…

I love Biographies.. I can learn so much from them because as humans we can relate to anything that is solid.. things that people can adapt/relate to… they are real people with real talents (oppss.. please skip this for Reality TV shows ok..I didn’t say I hate those shows but some show sucks pretty bad.. except AF of course..ihihihhi ).

I've heard that the former Deputy Prime Minister was freed today... I'm glad he's out.. He can be with his wife and children.. I think that's what he would miss most.. His children would be so damn happy to have their father back... People are always prejudice about him when he was in the slammer.. I don't have any comments about it.. I don't have anything to say because one fine day we will know the truth...

So it's 10 minutes till 6pm... I'll leave a quote from PRE himself... 

"To give anything less than your best is to sacrifice the Gift."--Steve Prefontaine

Evening News

My cousins from Penang was in town for Merdeka celebration and of cause they were staying in my house (that means that I have to sacrifice my BIG..BIG room for their comfort..) well it's ok I guess.. sharing is caring right???....

hmm... wut did I possibly do these couple of days back... let me tell yaa..

Friday

I was still sad... sad that the "thingy" happened to me... well it was an act of God I presume.. heck.. life goes on for me.. and as Zahid from Disagree sings "And if he doesn't go your way, look up to blue sky and then say hei, it's ok... it's okayyyy".. (I love Crumbs from Disagree.. quite a nice heartbroken song... it keeps my spirit uplifted.. it's what I need right now... keep my emotional spirit high...)

Nuthing much to do on Friday night but to succumb to my sadness.. yeah hell yeah.. this tblog site was having some sort of testing tragedy and I can't post up my blog... arghhh... there goes again my ultimate ego... damn.. I had to wait for tblog to clear up again untuil I can post my blog.. my opened letter to my CINTA.. well it's quite long.. really long.. that's what I felt.. I don't feel any regret in doing so... so I will leave everything to fate and my destiny.. if there's a chance I'll grab it.. if there's none wutsoever.. I'll try and live without it..( hell..I've being trying to do so everyday now...)

Saturday

I can't remember much what I did but I do remember seeing The Bourne Supremacy.  It was nice and cool.. but I think I like the first one better. Yeah and later that evening I went for Nina's Akad Nikah ceremony.  She's been my dear friend as long as I can remember.. man my kindergarten buddy... she was really pretty and she wore a gold creamish kebaya for the ceremony... It was a long night for her as the Tok Kadi was really late... damn late okies... I was there at about 8.00pm and the Tok Kadi arrives at 10.15pm... sheshhh.. If I were the one whose getting married that night I would be so pissed off... sheshhh.. It was a test for their endurance I guest before they join in hand as a married couple.  It was nice to see her dad gave her away.. I hope my dad will give me away just like that someday.. It was one emotional night for her family.. everybody was quiet and crying.. their first daughter was safely married to the man that she loves.. aww... that was a moment to die for... I could see that her mom was so proud of her.. and her dad was really happy... hmmm... I wish all the best for Nina and Azrul.

Sunday

Today was the day of Nina's kenduri.  I went there with my family and it was a nice one.  I saw her and she's happy.. she look so different.. but I know she was really happy.. good for her.. Then I had to leave early, had a date with my brothers to Actors Studio in Bangsar for our ACTORLYMPICS.  hihihi... yeah..yeah.. we was late but thank god they let us in...

The show was really nice... very much like "Whose Line Is It Anyway" with a twist of Malaysian Style.. it was fun.. but most importantly my brothers had fun... It was a nice way to spend a nice weekend with my siblings.. well it's a bit costly though... RM42 a ticket man.. well seeing my brothers enjoy themselves.. that was priceless....

Hmm.. after the show my brothers decided that we eat at Chilli's. (My Aunt got her yearly bonus and she's generous enough to sponsor for our meals..hiihii).. alright... we ate like nobody's business and refill the drinks like there's no tomorrow and guess what we were so full and bloated after that... who can blame us.. those meal portions are really huge..hiihhihihi.. well we ate it anyway...

So we went back home with our parents and had a very jolly good time a REALLY full tummy...

hmm..it's gonna be 6pm soon.. I have to go... need to get back home in time... (reality check: the whole office didn't get our paychecks yet.. I've heard that just if we were lucky we could get it next it.. well I have two words that I have to say "FUDGED THEM"...)